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Still doing neurology. I am getting bored now, people with strokes are all the same to me. One of our stroke patients is becoming psychotic (maybe), so that's interesting. The psych reg seemed to think it was just his personality but this is what he said to us this morning:
- he can smell smoke all night - he got so distressed by this that he had to have an oxygen mask (of course there was no smoke)
- the tobacco companies would confirm the existence of smoke
- the smoke is toxic and is burning his head
- the smoke is why the man next to him is sick
- because of the smoke he only has 31% healing power
- he cannot speak out about it because the government will come and cut off his money and wipe out his existence so that even though he'll still be alive, as far as the government is concerned he is not here
I always feel a bit shy around the hospital. I think everyone thinks I'm quiet. I can never think of anything to say when people make their lame hospital jokes and the nurses scare me. I think it just takes me a little longer than most to get used to new people. I kind of like to have an idea of what someone's like before I can start joking around with them. Of course, our rotations are so short and people change so frequently that this is not always easy.
Being quiet all day takes its toll on me. It means that when I get home I talk for about two hours non-stop. Poor sister is getting sick of it I think.
- he can smell smoke all night - he got so distressed by this that he had to have an oxygen mask (of course there was no smoke)
- the tobacco companies would confirm the existence of smoke
- the smoke is toxic and is burning his head
- the smoke is why the man next to him is sick
- because of the smoke he only has 31% healing power
- he cannot speak out about it because the government will come and cut off his money and wipe out his existence so that even though he'll still be alive, as far as the government is concerned he is not here
I always feel a bit shy around the hospital. I think everyone thinks I'm quiet. I can never think of anything to say when people make their lame hospital jokes and the nurses scare me. I think it just takes me a little longer than most to get used to new people. I kind of like to have an idea of what someone's like before I can start joking around with them. Of course, our rotations are so short and people change so frequently that this is not always easy.
Being quiet all day takes its toll on me. It means that when I get home I talk for about two hours non-stop. Poor sister is getting sick of it I think.